Fadilah and I went for breakfast at a Droptop cafe (yes, as in Bel Ami) because I can't face 'real' food for breakfast and need cereal or pastry.
Then it was off to the airport for the flight to Japan. Our flight was at about 4pm but we were heading over there with plenty of time. I'd booked the flight because it was the same one as Hin and most of the other Singapore crowd. When booking I did wonder why they seemed to have chosen the most expensive option.
At the airport we discovered a giant Daebak poster so we obviously had to have photos taken with it.
I was also lucky enough to bump into these loons who were waiting to wave JKS off. It was very nice to have a few bonus minutes with them and take another picture!
As we approached the check-in desk it became even more abundantly clear that I was attempting to live a lifestyle that was beyond my means. I was the only one flying economy, with most of the others in business class, and one in first class! This turned out to be an excellent way to arrange things because the staff took pity on me for being the pauper of the group and allowed me to check in with Hazy at the first class desk and then to gain access to the business class lounge to avoid being friendless and alone! All this, for economy prices - ideal. Anyway, I digress.
I'd thought Hin was joking when she said we might be on the same flight as JKS. I should have known that you should never underestimate this group's collective knowledge of him and his likely choice of flight! As we were checking in, 190 and another member of his staff were also checking in. There were also a lot of people milling around the terminal, not looking like they were about to take a flight anywhere. All this meant that my normal level of anxiety about air travel and all the associated possibilities for embarrassment and awkwardness ratcheted up enormously.
After sampling the delights of the business class lounge we decided to go through security and wait at the gate. There were considerably fewer people once we'd cleared security and the gate for our flight was directly ahead of where you emerged.
Naturally we heard him (well, not him, but the screams of excitement) before we saw him. He walked into the departure lounge surrounded by bodyguards and hoards of people trying to take pictures or film him on their mobile phones. I had decided that there was absolutely no point trying to take a picture (plus I was restrained by my innate Britishness from being so obviously fangirly) so I was standing quite a way back and on the opposite side from most people. He was so close as he walked past, I could have reached out and touched him. His sunglasses were dark but not so dark that at close range you couldn't see his eyes. As he walked past where I was standing, I swear he slid his eyes to the side. I probably did stand out a bit, being large and blonde, while most of the people around me were petite and dark-haired, so maybe he did look at me. Anyway, it either happened or I hallucinated it and I'd like to think that if it was an hallucination I'd be able to remember whether or not my mouth was hanging unbecomingly open at the time.
The flight was unremarkable except that I think 99% people on it were on it because of JKS! The Japanese girl sitting next to me recommended some places to visit in Tokyo... not because of their cultural significance but because they were good places to pick up JKS goodies. (We ended up going to the Korean town area I had learned about on the flight for dinner. Some of the shops were still open so I had another round of excessively supermarket-sweep style shopping.)
In Tokyo we took the airport bus that would drop us directly at our hotel. We were all glued to our phones looking at all the airport pictures and videos! About three quarters of the way into the journey Hin asked me if this was my first time in Japan. I said yes, she said I should be looking out of the window at this new country I was visiting instead of at pictures of JKS on my phone, we both laughed at her joke and returned to the internet. Sorry, Japan. Again, I will come back as a proper tourist at some point.